Stepfather - Sex Stories

Stepfather

My name is Terry and I'm thirty-three years old. Not exactly in my prime anymore, but I lift weights for at least an hour every day so I've got a pretty good body. I'm told I look something like Jean-Claude what's-is- face, the martial arts star, though I'm not quite as muscular nor as handsome. Still, I'm in fine shape for my age and I feel even better. I have more energy now that when I was sixteen. Three years ago I married a woman who had an 11-year- old daughter by a previous marriage. One of the big draws for the marriage was that the woman also worked out in the gym (I love cut women) and that she was as horny as I was. I mean, we fucked constantly, in just about every place you could think of. Despite the fact that we both worked and that she had a k** to take care of, we managed to screw each other two or three times a day nearly every day of the week. This was just about as close to heaven as I could get. A woman like this is a rarity, and after a year of dating (and no slowing down in the sex department) I decided to snap her up before someone else did. So despite my reservations about marriage, fidelity, and sl**ping with just one woman for the rest of my life, we tied the knot and proceeded to settle down together. I should make it clear that I didn't get married just for the sex, though that was a vital component. And not just because my wife was beautiful. I've had beautiful, horny women before and while I'd fuck them day and night given the chance, I ...

... wouldn't dream of throwing away my bachelorhood for them. My wife has other qualities which I absolutely adore, but I won't bore you with romantic drivel. Unfortunately, one of those qualities isn't a sharp wit. My wife isn't stupid, not by any stretch of the imagination; she's just average when it comes to overall brain power. Having an informed conversation with someone who takes what Oprah says as gospel is a bit difficult, and can at times be frustrating. On the brighter side, my stepdaughter is very intelligent and has always been quite mature. I quickly discovered, even before I married my wife, that the girl and I (her name is Rachel) had much in common and so we became fast friends. We often did things together that my wife wasn't interested in, such as seeing the latest schlock horror films (the "Nightmare on Elm Street" series was one of our favorites) or checking out the new selections at the bookstore or messing around with the most recent computer games. I wasn't attracted to Rachel at this point, as she was only 11 when I married her mother and I'm no c***d m*****er. At first, married life was quite good. Even better than being a bachelor. For the first couple of years my wife remained as horny and as buff as she'd been when we were dating. No problems, no major spats, everything was pretty grand. Then it happened, and I'm beginning to think that this is some sort of women's conspiracy, because it's happened to all of my friends too. My wife stopped going to the gym ...